It led me by the hand, as if to fill the niches in the memories in my oozing brain fluid. Without even a destination, we kept walking. Disgusting clouds were floating in the sky. I already know what will happen to me the next time I wake up.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1695 | 2017-01-09 04:51:52 | 59.76 | 88% |
| 1457 | 2016-12-13 08:43:27 | 81.41 | 99% |
| 1268 | 2016-11-24 05:37:18 | 61.55 | 92% |